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Chrome on the monster intestines
Wit' a top and a contestants
I'ma Rottweiler yes I'ma 'n' roller
Weezy Fuckin' Baby yeah straight up out 'da stroller

Chrome on the leather intestines
a top model and a contestants
I'ma Rottweiler yes rock 'n' roller
It's Weezy Baby yeah straight up out da stroller

1:]
Im higher the solar system marley twist 'em
Im like Macaulay I was rich when I was pissin'
On myself Im ballin' you niggaz
Im the recipe so you can save the garlic
Im like a set of keys Im to get it started
I 'dem Beverly Hills from California
'Dem bitches after me so I put that on 'em
She rode my dick and she shoulda put a saddle on 'em
I watch out for 'dem snakes listen for rattle homie
And I aint got a clique I got a cattle
Wud up five back jus' bein' booL
Im talkin' money like a European dude
Yeah Im heavy mane so you reconsider
I hit you one time fuck up yo
I got rhythm I got soul yall
I travel all around the like a postcard
My flow fuck around and get a cold sore
I got bitch on lock like a closed door
Weezie's real 'dem otha' niggaz
Im connected I got more hoods a coat store
Im successful I got more than you can hope for
And I got thru water like a boat ore
Young the name
Baby boy risin' hot water and 'caine

Whip it stretch it and it
Reup stretch it and it [x3]

2:]
Reup, we up in the club we up in the
runnin' like water bitch get up in the tub
Im up in the club she up in the club he up in the
Now she leave so we fuck in the club
Am I lucky or what Playboy
And I like big tongues skateboard fashion
I got more gurls than the Mansion
I bet I serve 'em up like my Pete Samprace
And a nigga like the late Fred Sandford
And a nigga smoke there is no cancer
And I know world is so cold and decievin'
But I keep my up like my nose is bleedin'
Yeah, and until that chosen
I'ma be screamin Apple and
that's rite Apple and Eagle
Hollygrove 17 I leave you
Nope, and is just the preview
But I'm workin on the sequel
wit' me wrong I'll fuck wit' yo home
Like a letter to the sayin' ya husband is gone
Like Muslim Im calm but like Muslim bomb
And beat the track up a hundred arms
Im funky underarms
The engineers a thunderstorm
My hunger forms then ring the
The Carter 2 was nice but the third times a

Weezy Baby